[Conan Doujin] Let's become smaller together

Conan sat in the truck with a blank expression, unpacking and disassembling a pistol that he had given him as a toy while playing with gin.

With gin and Chianti next to him, Cohen sat in the driver's seat, pretended innocently that he had finished work and was about to go home from work, turned the truck around and drove out of the parking lot, and had time to fight the police He said hello, and the policemen returned a friendly gesture, and the two sides lived in harmony without any disturbance.

He sat in the rear compartment, gradually moving away from that villa, away from Hattori Heiji and Toyama Kazuha who came with him, and away from that Kudo Shinichi whose life and death are unknown after falling down a cliff.

Away from his carefree childhood with a bright future.

"Hey, the stinky brat has a stern face, is he dissatisfied with us?" Chianti annoyed the two children in front of him, each with a stern face exuding a cold air, and could tell Cohen to turn off the air conditioner in the rear compartment .

Tired or not, it’s cool to put two icebergs by your side in summer, but the two black faces make people indigestion!

When she thought of seeing Belmode when she went back, she simply...

"I'm really dissatisfied, I'm hungry, and I want to eat." Conan said flatly, ruthlessly, shamelessly and unreasonably making trouble, making it clear that he would only smile if Chianti gave him a lunch box now.

It was too much. After coming in with gin, he immediately smelled the residual smell of the bento. Conan, who had stayed up all night and chewed half a bread, immediately growled in his stomach, which made him feel deeply depressed.He also wants to eat something, so the bento is not too demanding, and the half bag of bread that was kicked off the cliff by gin is also acceptable...

Promising to fake a scene where both of them fell off the cliff or something is really cruel. Anyway, take out the half-eaten bread and kick him down, just treat it as being eaten by a fish_(:з」∠)_

You guys who eat lunch in the car, aren't you afraid that there will be bugs in the car! !

He didn't complain when he came out to track and brought a large cart of exquisite instruments. It's a good habit to be prepared, but eating lunch next to exquisite instruments, think about the mood of an instrument that may go on strike at any time!How can it be broken if a grain of rice goes in!They don't eat!

The trio who ate bento without any scruples in Belmode's car completely ignored Conan's grievances. Belmode's things were not for nothing, and she would solve them herself if they were worn out.

"Go back to Tokyo and eat." Gin instructed Cohen to turn a corner in the mountain road, abandon the road to Gunma City at a three-way intersection, and walk into a deeper mountain forest.After walking for a few minutes, the car stopped, and two adults worked together to move an antenna-like device to the roof of the car.

It always takes a lot of equipment to eavesdrop on the police's communicators in the mountains.

After Conan and the other three got out of the car, they still lazily leaned against the wall of the car, and took a melancholy glance at the on-board server that always displayed its various functions in various fields.

I really want to see what Gin has found before, but if I try to do anything, I will definitely be beaten up.

Sigh, forget it, judging by Gin Jiu's attitude, he probably found out what they were going to find out for him.After all, they have been on full alert since Gin Jiu just left Tokyo.

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